Yesterday was an interesting one for me. You see I had my Godson with me. Yes things do take longer getting around with a lil one but yesterday was a good day. You see I was being blessed all day by others in the LITTLE things. We went to church and we were greeted like always :). People were so very helpful with everything.  I decided to take the lil one out for lunch and had good strangers asking me if they can help me out. (I was getting the baby out of the van and attaching his carseat to the stroller). Another lady kept the stroller in place for me. A guy told me to hold on and he will get the door for us. I guess being taught to let pride go and let others help was part of His lesson for me yesterday. I felt like others were opening the doors for us all day. I think I can def get use to that. Ha ha

Even the cashier was very helpful and went above and beyond in helping us. She did an amazing job and may never know how much of an impact she had on me yesterday.....Well after I placed my order she offered to not only bring my food to me but get my cup filled with what I wanted. (normally the customer gets their food and drink themselves) She also helped with getting the high chair for me....Let me tell you the place we were at she was by not means required to be that helpful....I was so amazed!!  That was the first time that has really ever happened.

Now that I'm thinking about it maybe its cause I parked in a Handicap spot? Yes now I'm able to do that. My answer will still be no because He knew what I needed yesterday even if I didn't. I truly believe He made all that happened yesterday happen. Just because He is God and He is able to do anything. I love how He provides anything and everything through the little things.

Big Dumpsters are almost impossible

So Its been awhile since I last blogged. I been meaning to but just haven't been able too. Since the last blog I been just paying attention to a lot of things that are kind of hard for me to do. One is taking the trash to the dumpster. I absolutely hate taking the trash out. Not because its a chore or I want to be lazy thats not it at all. Its because they have those really big dumpsters out back that require you to have two hands. One hand to hold the lid up and well the second hand to toss the bag in the dumpster. I challenge you to try throwing the trash out with just one hand just to see. :) I am truly thankful for my mom because she has been a blessing and always willing to take all the trash out for me. Just recently the building management has offered their help as well when my mom is not around. They told me that all I got to do is put the trash bag outside my back door and they will take care of the rest. I am recently starting to let my pride go and allow others to help when it is needed.


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Good Night,

~Me

So I am a bit frustrated at the moment but I'm going to blog anyway. This morning the Lil one and I decided to take the stroller with us on the bus. Normally we don't need to fold it. As the bus approaches I get ready to get him and the stroller on the bus. Well as the driver opens the doors she's like you have to fold that stroller. The bus was empty so I was confused. She was like its a new rule. It's a big stroller its one of those b. o. B strollers. I had a short sleeve shirt on so you can clearly see that it will be a struggle to unload the stroller and keep an eye on the Lil one too. As well as try to keep the Lil one safe.  All in all I was really discouraged and it was just really hard to do. Come to find out there was no rules about open strollers on the bus. :-\ Just another hardship to go through with living in a two armed word.

How did you lose your arm? Sorry.. if thats a rude question.. I've just always wanted to know..

How did you lose your arm? Sorry.. if thats a rude question.. I've just always wanted to know..

No that's not rude at all. I rather have people ask the questions then just treat me different and stare and make me feel like I'm an alien or something. Well i don't know if its true or not but I was told that my dads mom had a baby with one arm and one leg. Like an hour after the birth they both died. That was when my dad was six.. So my mom said that its hereditary and since I was the first born well I got it. Again I do not know how much of that is true.

But this is what I believe: God DOESN'T make mistakes and He made me in His image. He Made me the way I am for a reason. here are some Scriptures that back up what I believe.

Genesis 1:27 (New International Version)

27 So God created man in his own image,
in the image of God he created him;
male and female he created them.

Psalm 139:13-16

13 For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb.

14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

15 My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,

16 your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.

time to let go and allow who He Created be let out.

I created this blog so that people can ask the questions they what and see how life is with just having one arm. Its not always easy but many things are possible With HIS Help. 

So I was born with one arm and through out my whole life I struggled with my appearance.  I went as far as never wearing tanks or sleeveless shirts because of it. I am getting better though with it. I guess its because of how the kids treated me back when I was young. As well as having people stare at me in public even when I wear short sleeve shirts. I just dont like it when they look at me like im an alien or something. I guess I got to learn to suck it up and deal with it. No matter what people are going to stare. 

  I am starting to be bold little by little by wearing tanks around my apartment for just a few minutes just to get use to being out in public like that. Although God is revealing to me that I got to stop trying to easy into it and just be bold and “rip the bandaid off” so to speak and show off His perfect Creation. I’m not saying go out with sleeveless shirts to get attention thats not it at all but its more of a comfort thing for me. By all means I hate being the center of attention. 

  Its gotten so bad to the point were I wont even wear sleeveless shirts around my family and they know what I been trying to hide ever since I can remember.

got to go now but will continue this when I got time.